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He was a boy who was always startling his friends with some new idea, and this time he had "borrowed" a silver bouquet-holder out of his mother's drawer, and filled it with the loveliest greenhouse flowers. Until Dotty saw this, she had been happy; but the thought of standing up with a boy who held such a beautiful toy, while her own little hands would be empty this was too much.
But Dotty, when thinking she was walking toward home had really been walking in the opposite direction and the two girls were much farther away from camp than their rescuers thought for. "Nothing doing," said Jack Norris, despondently, as he met Bob and Bert in the woods. "Then we must keep at it," said Bert; "anything is better than giving up."
I had a very good reason for asking you, but one doesn't always tell his reasons. However, I expect to see you every night at the dinner table, and for an hour or so afterward in the drawing room. The rest of the time you must amuse yourselves. Have you any friends in New York, any of you?" "I have a few," said Dotty, as the inquiring glance turned in her direction.
What are you going to cover yourself with? Oh, you know we couldn't sleep anyway, when we're lost!" and Dotty suddenly gave a vigorous yell which startled Dolly nearly out of her wits. But realising what it was for, she quickly joined in, and the two shrieked and shouted until it seemed to them that all the camps in that region must hear them.
I said, laughing, though the laugh choked in my throat, as I looked at Stone. "You see, Fibsy, you're gone dotty over this thing, and you're running round in circles. I know both Mrs. Schuyler and Miss Van Allen, and they've nothing in common. There couldn't be two people more dissimilar." "That's just it that's how I know," wailed the boy. "That's how I first caught on. You see oh, tell him, Mr.
"We'll turn up the lights after a while," T. Tembarom explained, still casually. "There's a picture here I think a good deal of. I've stood and looked at it pretty often. It reminded me of some one the first day I set eyes on it; but it was quite a time before I made up my mind who it was. It used to drive me half dotty trying to think it out." "Which one was it?" asked Strangeways.
"Matthew," demanded his sister, "why did he want to go fighting with all those people?" "Because he was dotty," supplied Moreton, who had an interesting habit of picking up slang. "It wasn't at all," cried Matthew, indignantly, interrupting Maude's rebuke of his brother. "What was it, then?" Moreton demanded.
Wade rode down to White Slides that day, and at the evening meal he casually asked Moore if he had been riding Spottie of late. "Sure. What other horse could I ride? Do you think I'm up to trying one of those broncs?" asked Moore, in derision. "Reckon you haven't been leavin' any tracks up Buffalo Park way?" The cowboy slammed down his knife. "Say, Wade, are you growing dotty?
Prudy thought she should never find the match-box; but she did at last, and lighted the lamp after several trials. It was dreary work, though, going down stairs with those sticks in her eyes, to get the water. Dotty drained the nipperkin at two draughts, and said it wasn't half enough.
She did not like to go to Susy, for Susy would probably scold; and Dotty, just now, was so uncomfortable, and her nerves had been so terribly racked, that she thought she could bear anything better than to be blamed. "O, dear! where in this world was Prudy?" She fidgeted about, trying to find she knew not what.
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